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Full of sh...er....Granduer It is pomposities grandiose point to quake ink stains, into herds of letters strangle sense with the fingers that appoint word ideas to loosen all fetters creation from the barely noticed scene a brain full of the eyed up, held to light see through the eternal, powerful preen to climb beyond every amazing height civilizing everyone with a gasp of awe thats inspiring, simply mined without limits, whipping souls with an asp simplify, greatly, the divine divined the great ones can never cast down their eyes or they risk tripping, over the dispised |
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